Saw Russell walking for the first time this past weekend. I couldn't stop giggling. He walks like Frankenstein on speed - a little awkward, but fast, and for some reason he raises his arms while walking.
Russell is taking steps. He is not full-on walking because he is either not too confident in his balancing skills, or he still believes he can get to places faster on his hands and knees, or he, like his mother, gets too impatient to go one step at a time.
It's obvious that I'm not a writer. Two things I hated the most growing up was writing and reading, so don't expect any great wisdom or witty vignette here. Other than that, you will find bits and pieces of me here. Kind of like a puzzle.